163: Chapter 163 Harvest List! The Frosthowl Lord's Extraordinary Materials!

The next day, Black Mountain Castle, study.

Rowan sat in the main seat, talking to Vanessa, who had just arrived on the other side of the desk.

Just then, the door was gently pushed open.

Helena walked in.

She had changed into a neater dark dress today, which made her skin look even fairer.

She walked to the desk, bowed slightly, and gently placed a list down.

"My Lord, this is the record of abnormal movements of some personnel in the city and the army after you left the city yesterday."

Her voice was calm and waveless:

"The record is based on cross-referencing abnormal behavioral points and logical contradictions. There are seven people in total, including five low-level officers and two mid-level officers."

Rowan was a little surprised when he heard this.

He picked up the list and unfolded it to take a quick look.

He roughly knew what was going on.

It probably had something to do with Viscount Willis.

"Just clowns."

He glanced at it and casually handed the list to Vanessa on the other side of the desk, saying:

"Vanessa, leave these people to you to handle. Keep it clean, don't disturb the soldiers' joy of victory."

Vanessa took the list, scanned it quickly, and understood in her heart.

She nodded slightly and chuckled:

"Rest assured, My Lord, they will receive the arrangements they deserve within a day."

"Hmm." Rowan nodded, then looked at Helena and said: "Helena, don't leave yet, listen to what comes next."

"Yes, My Lord." Helena heard this, curtsied, and moved to stand quietly beside Rowan's chair.

Rowan then looked back at Vanessa and handed her a list of materials:

"Commander Miles reported earlier that the craftsmen have worked overnight under supervision to process the body of the Lord of Frost Howl. This is the corresponding material list."

"Take a look first."

Vanessa was slightly surprised when she heard this.

But she quickly regained her composure, took the list, and began to read it line by line carefully.

As her gaze moved down.

Her eyes, which were always filled with three parts of charm, were gradually replaced by surprise.

The first extraordinary material was the Magic Frost Core.

This was the most important extraordinary material on the Lord of Frost Howl.

It completely retained the core talent structure of the Lord of Frost Howl, so it was itself a constant solidified talent spell model —

Extreme Cold · Eternal Prison.

According to the caster's standard magic system division, this was an indisputable peak fourth-circle spell.

It possessed powerful field control ability and lethality.

In other words, if this magic core was used as the core to make a staff, then, as long as the basic magic power to activate it could be provided, the corresponding spell could be cast!

It could be said to be priceless!

The second item was a pair of Ice Jade Fangs.

The description on the list —

This was a pair of Frost Wolf fangs half a meter long, with patterns like wind, snow, and flowing clouds, and frost flowers condensed at the tips.

Its hardness exceeded most extraordinary ores, and it came with extraordinary attributes such as Frost Break and Sharpness.

It was also a high-level extraordinary material for manufacturing magic equipment and alchemical items.

The third item was a complete Frost Wolf spine.

The description of it on the list was —

The whole body was continuous without breaks, blue-white like jade, the bone texture was fine, its own weight was extremely light but extremely strong, and ice magic flowed between the bone joints.

Whether it was used as the core keel for knight armor or as an energy hub skeleton for some small magic constructs, it was excellent.

And besides these three high-value core materials, there were some lower-value extraordinary materials.

One, one Lord-level Frost Wolf skin.

Fluffy fur in silver-white mixed with light cyan, the leather was tough and tight, with natural wind and snow patterns.

It had many uses and was priceless.

Two, three barrels of Lord-level Frost Wolf blood.

It contained extremely strong ice magic, which could be used for the preparation of Great Knight-level potions, and at the same time had the effects of freezing, suppressing, and stabilizing.

Three, a pair of Lord-level Frost Wolf claws.

It had effects such as magic breaking, armor breaking, and tearing, had a natural restraint on the bodies of magical beasts and monsters, and attacks carried continuous ice erosion.

Four, a pair of Lord-level Frost Wolf eyes.

It retained the special polar vision of the Lord of Frost Howl, could penetrate wind and snow, and had a certain detection ability.

...

After a while, Vanessa finished browsing the list, gently put down the paper, and looked up at Rowan.

Seeing that she had finished reading, Rowan said directly:

"Vanessa, can these things on it be exchanged for some... magician-related inheritance?"

For him, although the extraordinary materials of the Lord of Frost Howl were good, they were useless.

What he needed more were various resources needed to cultivate the garden.

Then, various extraordinary professional inheritances were things that must be collected.

Vanessa thought for a moment and said:

"My Lord, given the value and scarcity of the materials on this list, exchanging them for some magician inheritance is theoretically completely feasible, and can even be called generous."

"But as for what level of inheritance can be exchanged, I am not a professional, so I cannot give an accurate judgment."

"But based on my limited understanding and the usual market conditions..."

She pondered slightly and gave a pragmatic and conservative estimate:

"Exchanging for a relatively complete set of third-circle magician inheritance should not be a problem."

"Including corresponding meditation techniques, elemental theories, zero-to-third-circle spell models and analyses, etc."

"Below the third circle?" Rowan leaned back slightly after hearing this, a little dissatisfied.

Seeing this, Vanessa immediately understood that the other party might lack an intuitive concept of the level barriers in the magic field.

So, she leaned forward slightly and explained in a more concrete and easy-to-understand way:

"My Lord, on the path of orthodox casters, the fourth circle is a huge watershed."

"Once you cross it, you are a mid-tier mage. The power and subtlety of the spells you can cast are essentially different from those of the third circle and below."

"Correspondingly, the value and confidentiality level of knowledge involving the fourth circle and above, such as meditation techniques and core spell models, are also completely different."

She paused and gave an example:

"This is like, in the knight's path, you can use wealth or precious materials to relatively easily buy an excellent-grade Breathing Technique."

"But a further perfect-grade Breathing Technique is not just a matter of wealth."

"It often involves the core foundation of major forces and needs to be exchanged for power of the same level, or even... loyalty and future."

"All parties control this level of power extremely strictly and rarely let it flow out easily, especially to buyers whose background is unknown."

"The high-level inheritance of magicians is the same. The strictness of its control will only be worse."

"The highest level circulating in the open market is usually up to the third circle."

After listening, a glimmer of understanding flashed in Rowan's eyes.

So that was it. The scarcity and monopoly of power were common laws in any system.

Magic inheritance above the fourth circle belonged to true core strategic resources and would not be easily leaked.

Seeing that Rowan understood what she meant, Vanessa continued:

"If you want to have a more accurate assessment of the value of these materials and find a reliable trading channel, I suggest you go to Ice Lake City."

"Ice Lake City?" Rowan's eyes moved slightly.

"Yes. Look for Viscount Hawke of Ice Lake City."

"He is one of the members of the Purple Gold Merchant Alliance, the empire's top commercial alliance, in the North."

Vanessa explained: "There are professional extraordinary material appraisal masters within the Purple Gold Merchant Alliance, and they maintain stable business dealings with multiple magician organizations and even some caster forces in the overseas islands."

"Having him and the chamber of commerce behind him evaluate it is far more reliable and efficient than you fumbling around on your own."

Rowan listened quietly.

Ice Lake City, Viscount Hawke, Purple Gold Merchant Alliance...

"Ice Lake City... I see."

He nodded, his voice calm.

Once the serious matters were decided, the two's conversation turned to the detailed arrangements for the post-war defense of Black Mountain City.

After everything was discussed.

Vanessa stood up gracefully.

But she did not leave immediately, but walked around the large desk to Rowan's side.

The thin sunlight of the winter morning shone through the window.

She leaned over slightly, a few strands of hair hanging down, bringing a faint scent of magnolia.

Then, it was an intimate cheek-kissing greeting.

At the same time, her gaze, as if inadvertently, swept over Helena who was standing quietly aside.

"Then, I will take my leave first, My Lord."

Vanessa straightened up, waves of light rotating in her eyes, with an intimate smile, and after a curtsy, she did not stay any longer and turned to leave the study.

Silence returned to the study.

Rowan seemed unaware of the fleeting soft touch just now, his expression unchanged.

His gaze fell on the young girl beside him.

The next moment, he reached out and naturally wrapped his arm around her slender waist, pulling her gently.

Helena's body stiffened slightly, but she did not resist the force, but fell into Rowan's lap along with the momentum.

Through the not-too-thick skirt material, Helena could clearly feel Rowan's body temperature.

She subconsciously lowered her eyes.

In the days of getting along, she had vaguely figured out some of this Earl's styles.

But every time she experienced it personally, it still made her face heat up.

Rowan seemed not to notice her embarrassment, one hand loosely around her waist, while leaning close to her white and delicate ear, asked softly:

"Helena, how is the handling of Black Mountain City's affairs now?"

"How long will it take to finish it cleanly?"

Helena heard this, took a deep breath, lowered her eyes, and her voice was slightly softer than usual:

"Back to My Lord, the beast tide has retreated, leaving only sporadic harassment, not worth worrying about."

"Commander Desmond and Portia are presiding over the post-war inventory, compensation, and wall repair matters."

"The rewards you ordered have been issued according to the roster, the military heart is stable, and the morale is high."

She paused slightly, and after her brain quickly calculated the progress of each finishing work, she said:

"It is expected... at the earliest tonight, all urgent matters can be properly concluded, and all documents can be filed, without delay."

"Hmm." Rowan seemed to just ask casually, not caring much about her answer, appearing a bit distracted. Suddenly, he spoke, his tone still casual:

"Since it's almost done here... then, don't go back to Gino City first."

Rowan's arm exerted a little force, and then continued:

"Change course to Ice Lake City. What do you think?"

This question was thrown suddenly, seemingly really asking for her opinion. But Helena knew well, this was not a real inquiry.

She raised her eyelashes, quickly glanced at Rowan's handsome side face close at hand, and quickly lowered her eyes again.

She did not hesitate, leaned her cheek meekly against Rowan, and said softly:

"It is up to you, My Lord."

"Helena will always follow in your footsteps."